Resting in the Stillpoint
Resting in the stillpoint
Stillpoint
What is this?
Resting in the stillpoint of existence
Being finds being
No movement outward
No movement inward
A light within
Nothing to do
Just be
The essence of belonging
The internal alignment
Beauty beyond creation known
Nothing of the sense world remains
Just being dancing with being
Basking in its own essence
Embracing creation
And loving what is.
And knowing it’s own destiny
And knowing all of Life in time finds its own being
The stillpoint in and out of creation
Known to some , sought by a few and asleep to many.
No worries
Life is destined to knowing its own stillpoint in its own unfolding.
Just keep seeing.
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